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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 8, 2009 17:42:10 GMT -8
Matrim was walking down the hallways of school, once again trying to stay in the background with a leather hooded jacket on, hood up, sunglasses, hands in pockets, and just mostly trying to stay out of everybody's way. A few times he brushed against a few people but he just shrugged it off, he had to control his anger a bit more if he was gonna get through this. He didn't know what he wanted to do, or who he wanted to fight first as far as Leon or the School Captain. He needed to find out information on them, watch them in a fight, try to find out what their Qi is, and find out what type of fighter they were before challenging them for their title.
If it's a weakling somebody will beat them before I get the chance to... and then I'll just have to get some info on the newer one..... but who first, if I fight school captain, and win... should I take the title? Or just leave it be? It's so much work... I make a shit ton of enemies... and people are constantly setting the grass on fire. So is it worth it?
And that's when he bumped someone hard, someone who was looking straight at him.
"Hey punk! Get the hell out of my way!"
"Yeah, whatever," Matrim said, stepping toward the side and past the guy, only go have a hand hook into his shirt collar, pulling up to face the guy again.
"Aren't you going to say your sorry for bumping into me?"
"Aren't you going to apologize for forgetting to brush your teeth this morning?" And that's when a group of people showed up, circling the two, "Are these your friends or mine?"
"These are my boys, and I was going to let you go with an apology, but now you've offended me and I've got to make an example out of you."
"You know.... Karma's a bitch......" Matrim said, thinking about what happened the other day when he did what this goon did to some chump who called him an asshole.
"Huh?"
"Don't worry, I didn't expect you to get that one."
Matrim looked around at the group who all seemed to be grinning and getting ready for a brawl.
"Right, and now for your beating!" The guy said, pulling back a massive fist, and throwing it toward Matrim's face. Matrim swung his headback and then rammed it forward, smashing it into the guys knuckles and breaking some of the bones in his hand. The guy let go and pulled back, cradling his injured fist in his good one and letting out air through gritted teeth. "KICK HIS ASS!"
"You heard the man..." Matrim said, standing calm, still masking himself the best he could, surrounded by 12 boys, and one pissed off big man with a broken left fist.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 13, 2009 1:07:31 GMT -8
~Just leave it alone Spike.... Just leave it alone.~
Trying to convince himself not to get involved with this fight was a young freshman. long black hair most of which was in his face. Brown eyes, normal looking for the most part besides bandages on his right arm. Covering the arm all the way from the elbow to the end of the fingers. A dark purple tank top and black pants. A book bag over his shoulder. He really didnt want to get involved, but then he figured his dad would find out he walked away from something that challanging and he wouldnt hear the end of it.
~I hate it when this happens.~
Spike would rush up behind the leader guy while all his buddies where buzy with the other guy, jump on his back, wrapping his left arm around the guys neck wrapping his right around his left forearm and pressing the big guys head into the "Choke" to tell the truth he wanst choking as much as he was cutting off blood flow to the brain. 5 seconds later the guy was out with hardly a peep.
~I hope this guy is a good fighter so I dont have to do much.~
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 13, 2009 7:43:01 GMT -8
Alright.... don't get attention to yourself.... great job.....
Matrim was busy trying to figure out how to end this quickly without bringing any more attention to himself. He wanted to stay in the background after all, Gabriel didn't know he was here, Leon didn't know he was here, and anybody else who might be a little upset about 42 didn't know he was here. So far, just Linda, Victor, and Sara happened to actually know he was here.
Well, then someone decided he was going to help. Someone with dark hair, and dark eyes. The kid took the leader out from behind, knocking him out. The others quickly turned and Matrim knew this kid was going to get some attention to...
"Well," Matrim said, "This should be fun...."
Hold back.... get pummeled....
Five of the goons went after Spike, while the remaining went after Matrim. Two of them grabbed Matrim's arms, pinning him up against the wall of lockers while another two took turns pummeling him. The other three pretty much just watched as Matrim took punch after punch, trying to hold back so that it just seemed like a normal beating and he'd get it done and over with.
This is so I can make a big entrance, this is so I can make a big entrance, this is so I can make a big entrance....
Matrim continued repeating that to himself, wondering how the boy was doing with the five guys who went after him at the same time. Hopefully he was good, if not Matrim was probably going to have to fight back.
"Wow what a little bitch! He's just taking it!"
"Kind of like your mom last night-----" Matrim said, immediately regretting it as a fist slammed into his stomach with a bit more strength to it, "UMPF... hey, that tickled."
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 14, 2009 23:47:35 GMT -8
~Multiple enemies? I eat that for breakfest.... No literally, my dad makes me fight multiple people before I can eat.~
Spike brought his hands up taking his fathers fighting stance, the Torrent of Lightning, though Spikme wasnt able to do it as long as his father could, he sure as hell could pull it off. Launching himself at the wall and jumping off that he'd bring his knee into one goons face, pushing off the falling dudes shoulder's he remained in the air using both hands to push off the shoulders he would bring his body over in a flip bringing an axe kick down on another guys head, though he misjudged the distance and hit the buy on the bridge of the nose, causing a rush of blood to explode from it, as the nose broke beneath the heel of his japanese style shoe.
Dropping low under an attack thrown from another he'd land on his left side both hands against the ground left leg bent and planted on the ground as he pushed up with all three limbs throwing his right leg into the guys gut launching him up, Spike would draw it back quickly jump after him in a spin and throw a kick at the guy back to the ground, landing on the remaining two with force.
Spike would rush over jump up to the wall taking two wall run steps and throwing a kick into the face of one holding Matrim to the wall.
"Fight back... I'm getting tired."
He would sasy towards Matrim. It was obviouse though he was breathing heavy and starting to sweat.
~Fuck it. Maybe I can scare them.~
"Look, the names Spike Sudeki, catch my drift?"
Hopefully they'd run off after that. Well that was the hope.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 15, 2009 14:28:09 GMT -8
"Fight back... I'm getting tired."
"After just that? Jeez what does it take to get some good help around here....." Matrim said, looking around at the guys. He was about to get serious and end this in less than a second, until the guy said his name....
"Look, the names Spike Sudeki, catch my drift?"
"Ohhhh?"
"He's bluffin! Just tryin ta scare us!"
"I don't know about that," Matrim said, "Those looked like Leon's attacks to me... why don't we go and ask him?"
"Look.... just... just let us go alright?"
"Sure, all you gotta do is run away before I can memorize your faces," Matrim said pulling out his camera phone, "Say cheeeeeese!"
The men ran away, Matrim got a good picture of them running away. The camera was just a way to put them in a even bigger flight or fight scenario. They probably wouldn't know how Leon raised his kid, hell Matrim didn't even know if it was his kid or a brother or a cousin.
"So then," Matrim said turning to Spike, "You're related to Leon I take it? Come on, lets get out of here before the unconscious ones wake up."
Matrim would motion for them to head down the opposite direction that the goons ran, and he would lead the way. And of course, he'd start up conversation, "I've fought Leon before, he's pretty good." Matrim hoped the understatement would spark some curiosity in the good.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 17, 2009 8:19:51 GMT -8
~Jeeze~
Spike thought when the guys where going to keep trying. He was full ready to fight, but deffinitly not gonna last to much longer. Yet the guy he just got off the wall helped out. Of course, saying the name and recognizing his fathers fighting style?
~Thats... Different.~
Spike would head off with the guy after his words. spike wasnt one for talking to be honest. He was kind of shy. But he also had a sense of honor drilled into him by the traditions of his family. He couldn't of left this guy to those goons if he wanted to. Imagine if Leon found out? There would be no ending to that lecture.
~Annoying.~
"I've fought Leon before, he's pretty good."
~Say what?~
Spike chuckled a bit at the comment.
"Thats a way to put it."
But now the guy caught something in Spike. After getting an adrenaline rush like that, maybe it was a mix of excitement and curiosity. But a half smile, a grin even appeared on his face, almost picture perfect to Leon's.
"How'd it go?"
Spike asked, meaning the fight between Matrim and his father.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 17, 2009 8:34:15 GMT -8
"Thats a way to put it." Spike said, and Matrim let out a small laugh, walking through an exit of the school and out into the grounds, "How'd it go?"
"I held my own," Matrim said, "The last time I fought him I managed to kick his collar off. He punched me into the air and kicked me over the entire school building and through the roof of a car. I got back and walked all the way back to where our fight was taking place before finally passing out. But I was a bit... different then. Younger in some ways, but mostly just weaker."
Not that I can take him now..... not yet anyway... need to see how he fights first.
"But I imagine I'd do better against him than anyone else right now. Except for maybe Linda." He wondered if the kid would even believe him, especially after the pathetic performance he just pulled off. Most likely the kid would think he was bullshitting. Which, if the kid believed that, so be it. Matrim wasn't about to prove him wrong unless the kid full on attacked him or challenged him.
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 19, 2009 7:20:12 GMT -8
Spike wasnt stupid, he could tell some things about this guy simply from how still calm and seemingly unhurt he was from the beating he was getting. But holding his own against his dad? That was something. Spike had been particulerly hurt a few times when his dad was just going a bit too far when they sparred. He couldn't imagine a full fight. He could imagine there where some people around who could fight him, and the attack he explained sounded like one of his dads moves.
Spike wouldnt question it right now, didn't feel much like fighting, but the concept of this guy going toe to toe with him... Hmm.
"Your one of those Dragons then, huh?"
Spike asked, simply curious he didnt really care. He just assumed being the tale of battle. Then something dawned on him.
"Ohhhhh... Your the one that ot away aren't you?"
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 19, 2009 7:57:35 GMT -8
"Your one of those Dragons then, huh?" He asked. And Matrim knew what his answer to the kid would be, "Ohhhhh... Your the one that got away aren't you?"
"Nah, your old man was my mentor for awhile. He started teaching me about Dragons. I left before he ever got to finish. Then I was mentored by the Earth Dragon for awhile, he broke both my arms in a sparring match and we kept fighting afterward. Then I started learning from the Bone Dragon when he passed down his coat and disappeared. But as for being a Dragon myself? I don't consider myself one."
He stopped for a second, stopped and turned to Spike to say, "Hud oad, yhofyo."
He thought about fighting the kid, but something told him he'd win, and it'd be boring for him. He wouldn't even have to use his Qi. He could almost just feel it. Yet he wondered of the kid felt the same way, felt as if he wanted to fight Matrim. He backed up and outstretched his arms a bit, "Did you want to pick up where your old man left off? Try and beat me down? I'm a bit lazy when it comes to fighting someone weaker than me, so those punks were just lucky. But I don't know about you yet, and I could definitely use the release. It's up to you."
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Post by Krane Asiv on Sept 20, 2009 4:46:13 GMT -8
Spike watched the guy carefully, he seemed to be contemplating something even at the moment he began to speak, learning about Dragons from his dad sounded about right. His dad was usually following old traditions of their family to take on apprentice's. But then the guy turned stopping where they where and spoke in that odd language his dad always told his stories with. It was interesting he didn't know about them, but he knew the language?
Spike did feel he wanted a fight. He was itchy like he needed to do something but he didn't know what. The guy backed off too. He spoke of some things though. It wasnt his place to take it words and flip them into something else, but he could almost say that was a challange or something to egg him on.
"Beat down? Not likely. I'm not much of a fighter. But I'd be willing to work out a few kinks. Esspecially against Matrim, 'The one who got away.'"
Spike said, rolling his right shoulder. They had made their way outside... That was good. His Qi would be useful. He'd be able to pull it out if he really needed it. He didn't want to think of it as a crutch but seeing how little he was effected now by the damage he should of recieved earlier... It was almost a given he'd need it.
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Post by Matrim Gallagher on Sept 20, 2009 9:43:32 GMT -8
"Ahh you know my name? I guess your old man has told you about me then," Matrim said backing off a bit more. Matrim put his fists up in a boxing stance, laughing a little bit at the excitement of seeing Leon's kid, "So what grade you in? Didn't know you were already heading into high school. I think I remember Leon mentioning something about his family... I think... but it's been awhile and I took a few hits to the head since then so I don't trust my memory...."
He would wait for the kid to get ready, and once he was ready he would go in, and throw a left jab and right jab aimed for the kids chest. He was just doing this as sort of a way of stretching really, waking up his muscles so that he wouldn't strain them if he was forced to do one of his more unforgiving techniques.
It's good Leon remembers me. Maybe that'll make all of this go much quicker.
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